Under the scorching sun, on the ancient road, the west wind is swaying, and the killing intent is Xiao Xiao.

Li Haoran and Liu Yuntian's physical strength and state are not at their peak, although they do not have the formation of eagles striking the sky like in the mountain gate, but they are also dangerous, and if they are not careful, someone will be stabbed and fall to the ground.

After the two fought several times, they stood quietly in place, and did not rush forward to fight.

Liu Yuntian strode to the left, as soon as he moved, Li Haoran moved in reverse with his rhythm, and after the two of them went around for half a circle, they both pointed to the ground with knives, as if they were on the edge of the abyss.

The wind came from the wilderness and kicked up puffs of dust.

The two of them clenched the hilt of their knives, and a chill spread through the air.

Without waiting for the wind to stop, the two of them jumped up from the spot, and the long knife in their hands swung out a match, and with a bang, a bright light appeared in mid-air, dazzling like lightning, and then the two of them each took a step back.

Liu Yuntian was secretly frightened, he thought that Li Haoran's knife skills were limited, he thought that he had figured out Li Haoran's details in the previous battle, but he never thought that Li Haoran had hidden a lot of strength. Now that the two are fighting against each other, he doesn't have the upper hand.

When the two of them retreated, Li Haoran had already begun to secretly accumulate strength, and when his right heel was on the ground, the sole of his foot was hard to force, and the loess on the ground seemed to burst, and a small hole appeared.

Li Haoran screamed, the long knife in his hand was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, and the dazzling light slashed in the air, slashing at Liu Yuntian's shoulder like thunder.

This move is already Li Haoran's most powerful knife at present, if it doesn't work, I'm afraid it can only drill through Liu Yuntian's step.

A knife struck out, as if tearing the air, making a crackling sound, and the strong wind blew away the dust that was blown by the wind.

Liu Yuntian saw that Li Haoran's knife was fierce, and he had already tried his best to swing a knife, but it was only worthy of Li Haoran's long knife, his tiger mouth was cracked, and there were blood stains oozing from the small mouth.

After Li Haoran took the advantage, he shouted angrily again, put away his knife and slashed again, wanting to suppress people with power.

The second knife came out, Liu Yuntian was invincible, and he retreated half a step, and a trace of blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

The third knife came out, and Liu Yuntian didn't dare to swing the knife to deal with it, but just dodged with the help of his body.

The breeze blew, and there were green silk floating to the ground.

At this point, the battle ended.

Li Haoran arched his hand, "Senior brother, I'm offended." ”

The corners of Liu Yuntian's mouth twitched, "The offensive of the junior brother is very powerful, and it is a little difficult to resist for the brother, how about taking the knife for the brother?"

"Good. ”

Liu Yuntian took a deep breath and didn't make any special moves, just slashed the long knife and swung it towards Li Haoran, as if he had made up his mind to overwhelm people.

Li Haoran handed out the long knife and resisted Liu Yuntian's offensive to the death, only this time he fought against each other, his internal breath surged, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and as soon as his throat was hot, he spit out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the placket of his chest, so it was not miserable.

Liu Yuntian was no better, his face flushed, then turned purple, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Li Haoran slowly retracted the knife: "Senior brother, I lost this game." ”

After a long time, Liu Yuntian hissed and said, "This game is a draw, let's compare it again in the future, how about it?"

"Okay, everything is up to Senior Brother. ”

"Senior brother, have you reached the top of the second-rate?"

"Just arrived. ”

"Then I wish my junior brother a smooth journey. Liu Yuntian said indifferently.

"There will be a period later. ”

Li Haoran gave a salute and gradually walked away along the ancient road.

In the dust, Liu Yuntian looked at the figure in the distance, and the hand holding the knife finally relaxed. He couldn't suppress the churning breath in his chest any longer, and spat out a mouthful of black blood. No one understands better than him that he lost this competition, and he lost completely, whether it was sword technique or internal breath, he couldn't compare to Li Haoran, but he just had the momentum to fight hard.

Liu Yuntian knew in his heart that if it weren't for Li Haoran's mercy, he wouldn't be able to win even if he tried his best.

Although Li Haoran did not have too many skills, he practiced the sword technique of the Great Dao Gate extremely proficiently, coupled with his majestic internal breath, the knife was very powerful, impacting and slapping the opponent like an endless wild wave, making Liu Yuntian have a hard time.

When the dust fell, Liu Yuntian looked at the empty ancient road, showed a bitter smile, and muttered in a low voice, "Senior brother, don't come back, next time, I won't give you a chance to compete fairly." When the time comes, don't blame me. ”

When the words fell, Liu Yuntian's face was a little hideous, and with the mouth full of blood, it was very scary.

......

At this point in the story, it was already halfway through, and Li Haoran stopped to rest his tongue. In the pitch-black cell, except for the sound of rats gnawing on wood, there were only two light and heavy breaths.

At this moment, there was a sound of kicking footsteps in the distance, and a bright light came from the darkness, Meng Ran only felt that the light was as bright as the light of the sky, wonderful, and an indescribable joy welled up in his heart.

When Liangguang arrived at the cell, Meng Ran saw the figure of the person who came, it was a thin middle-aged man, holding a lantern in his hand and wearing standard clothes, he should be the jailer of the Jiaxing County Jail.

A simple and gruff voice rang out, "Dinner is coming." ”

Hearing a 'click', the jailer put a coarse porcelain bowl on the floor of Meng Ran's cell, and in the dim light, a cloud of dark rice was faintly visible.

When the jailer had finished eating, he turned and departed, and did not linger.

Meng Ran's mouth squirmed slightly, and finally he didn't say anything, just watched the light slowly disappear.

When the original darkness and silence returned to the cell, Li Haoran next door said softly: "Don't be stunned, let's eat." ”

Meng Ran sighed, groped towards the coarse porcelain bowl, and after touching the empty space a few times, Li Haoran, who couldn't stand it, opened his mouth to remind him, and Meng Ran successfully picked up the rice bowl.

Meng Ran held the rough porcelain bowl, feeling the slight warmth emanating from the rice balls, but he had no appetite, just stood there blankly.

"What's wrong? Could it be stupid?"

"I don't have an appetite. ”

Li Haoran sneered, "Don't be that little child, eat quickly, when the food is cold, you can't chew it if you want to." ”

"Oh. ”

Meng Ran held the bowl in his left hand, grabbed the rice ball in his right hand, and ate the unpalatable food in small bites, his expression was very rich in the dark.

After the meal, he gently put down the porcelain bowl and slowly paced towards the position of the straw mat, and then lay there, staring at the dark void with empty eyes.

......

Compared with the dark and silent cell, Jiaxing City is already full of lights, the boiling voices are gradually quiet, and every family is eating dinner around the table, looking warm and happy.

At this time, Yong'an Lane was brightly lit, which was very different from the gradually cold appearance of other streets, just because it was a small person with the most noble identity in Jiaxing City.

The alleys are full of cars and horses, and the carriages are all luxurious and magnificent, and the slaves are also riding high-headed horses in the North Land, and the pedestrians are naturally dressed in expensive clothes and have a rich face.

The front of Zhou's house was particularly lively, and the pedestrians and carriages coming and going almost blocked the road.

At this time, a figure walked into each end of the alley, and the two slowly came to the door of the Zhou Mansion and glanced at each other.

The figure who came in at the entrance of the alley saluted the person next to him, "Yo, Brother Chu, are you also here to find Zhou Zhi County?"

The person who came from the end of the alley was Chu Changcun, the captain of the Fourth Regiment of Hangzhou Zhechong Mansion, and he snorted lightly, "Is there something wrong with Brother Ma?"

Needless to say, the one who came from the entrance of the alley was naturally Ma Shun, the chief banner of the Imperial City Si Xuan Wolf Guard, and he was not angry at Chu Changcun's bad attitude, but just said with a smile: "It's okay." ”

Chu Changcun flicked his sleeves and walked towards the main gate of the Zhou Mansion with his head held high, and was about to enter, but was stopped by a subordinate.

"May I ask who your guest is looking for? I'll tell you what's going on. ”

Although the subordinate person's words were decent, his posture was quite arrogant, and Chu Changcun, who was dressed in regular clothes, was about to scold loudly, but was pulled by Ma Shun, and he persuaded in a low voice: "If you are making a big show, why are you still wearing regular clothes, why don't you go back and change into your armor and walk in with a swagger." ”

Chu Changcun was stunned for a moment, nodded at Ma Shun, and then said: "I'm tired of reporting, I came from Hangzhou and am a friend of your master." ”

The next person piled up a smile, "Your guest's surname?"

Chu Changcun frowned, "You just need to report like this, I'll wait for you here." ”

Seeing that Chu Changcun was so supportive, the subordinates didn't dare to delay, and ran into the mansion with a smoke.

After a while, the subordinate ran out of the door panting, half-hunched and said, "Two distinguished guests, please come in, the master is waiting in the study." ”

Chu Changcun and Ma Shun glanced at each other and walked towards the gate in unison.

At the door of Zhou's study, a rather wealthy figure was waiting there, and after seeing Chu Changcun and Ma Shun, he invited the two of them in with a happy face.

After the servant brought tea and water, he also closed the door from the outside.

Zhou Zhixian saluted the two of them, and asked in a slightly flattering tone, "Are the two from Hangzhou?"

Chu Changcun and Ma Shun bowed slightly.

"I don't know who you are?"

Chu Changcun hugged his fists and said loudly: "I am Chu Changcun, the captain of the Fourth Regiment of Hangzhou Zhechong Mansion. ”

Zhou Zhixian's face changed slightly, and then his expression was solemn, and he solemnly gave a salute, "I don't know that Captain Chu is coming to the cold house and not being able to meet him from afar, which is really rude." ”

Chu Changcun waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

Zhou Zhixian turned to look at the figure next to Chu Changcun, and before he could ask Ma Shun's identity, he heard Ma Shun say: "Hehe, Zhou Zhixian laughed, how can such a luxurious mansion be a humble house? ”

Zhou Zhixian's face changed and changed, and finally he laughed very embarrassedly, "This adult said that he was laughing, I don't know who you are?"

Ma Shun smiled slightly and said, "Ma Shun, the chief banner of the Imperial City Division, Xuan Wolf Guard." ”

The ruddy color on Zhou Zhixian's face disappeared in an instant, and he became very pale, his lips trembled incessantly, and he stumbled and asked, "I don't know... I don't know why Mr. Ma is here?"

Ma Shun patted Zhou Zhixian on the shoulder, and said in a playful tone: "Don't worry, I'm not here to check on you, our Xuanwolf Wei is not so idle." ”

Zhou Zhixian hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and smirked vigorously: "It's hard work, it's hard work, it's hard work......"